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Close Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Ez Dibiase
Length: 2:44
Written by: Samuel Shy




Ez Dibiase - Close Up Lyrics




(Y-y-y-ya yea uh yea) Poison iv (Yeah) number 2 (Uh) It's poison iv 2 (T-o-p-n-o-t-c-h) Enter rehabilitation
Topnotch nigga got me sittin' perpendicular
To the purp in my vision b*tches stay in my peripherals
Talk what you feelin' but if you really want that business
I can give it to you up close and personal
Once was a Decatur resident yeah I'm back on the map
Got the south side in me so you know I brought the strap
Though I don't need the clapper to show you sucker boys whats happenin'
Cuz these hands still leave yo face off in yo lap lap lap lap (Yeah)
And if yeen know brought along some means folks
Charles Reed for the mean hoes and C Note with them C Notes
We stay super clean though plus I keep a mean hoe
Her body super nice but attitude super mean though
My cup make me lean low toke like a steam boat
Ridin' chariots to the Marriot (Ah hah) Swing Low
And make that booty clap girl what you gone do with that
I see hoping from how you focusing come get closer

Close Up (Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
I think it's time (I think it's time) for the
Close Up(Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
(Ah Ah Ahaah)

Now I was born in the N.O. (3rd ward) and raised in the Dec (Yeah)
So I can walk it like a dog or ragtop with the best
Although my accent was a mess between lil daddy and lil shawty
'Fore I beat the brakes off yo b*tch ass I would bat the piss out cha
With my disc changer ranging Kilo to Yella Boy
Cello to Lady Red Trigga Man to Camoflauge
Outkast, Baby D, Oomp Camp To Jubilee
CMB, Soulja Slim G*d Damn it was all me
Livin' off of flat shoals and attended Chapel Hill
Yeah that lil nigga Sammy still Trying to make a mill
Look at me now never picture Notch wildin' it out
Same nigga with the flow he still styling it out

Close Up (Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
I think it's time (I think it's time) for the
Close Up(Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
(Ah Ah Ahaah)

Close Up (Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
I think it's time (I think it's time) for the
Close Up(Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
(Ah Ah Ahaah) Close up
(Yeah this ya boy t-o-p-n-o-t-c-h man ya'll know what it is man yeah Close Up)
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(Y-y-y-ya yea uh yea) Poison iv (Yeah) number 2 (Uh) It's poison iv 2 (T-o-p-n-o-t-c-h) Enter rehabilitation
Topnotch nigga got me sittin' perpendicular
To the purp in my vision b*tches stay in my peripherals
Talk what you feelin' but if you really want that business
I can give it to you up close and personal
Once was a Decatur resident yeah I'm back on the map
Got the south side in me so you know I brought the strap
Though I don't need the clapper to show you sucker boys whats happenin'
Cuz these hands still leave yo face off in yo lap lap lap lap (Yeah)
And if yeen know brought along some means folks
Charles Reed for the mean hoes and C Note with them C Notes
We stay super clean though plus I keep a mean hoe
Her body super nice but attitude super mean though
My cup make me lean low toke like a steam boat
Ridin' chariots to the Marriot (Ah hah) Swing Low
And make that booty clap girl what you gone do with that
I see hoping from how you focusing come get closer

Close Up (Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
I think it's time (I think it's time) for the
Close Up(Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
(Ah Ah Ahaah)

Now I was born in the N.O. (3rd ward) and raised in the Dec (Yeah)
So I can walk it like a dog or ragtop with the best
Although my accent was a mess between lil daddy and lil shawty
'Fore I beat the brakes off yo b*tch ass I would bat the piss out cha
With my disc changer ranging Kilo to Yella Boy
Cello to Lady Red Trigga Man to Camoflauge
Outkast, Baby D, Oomp Camp To Jubilee
CMB, Soulja Slim G*d Damn it was all me
Livin' off of flat shoals and attended Chapel Hill
Yeah that lil nigga Sammy still Trying to make a mill
Look at me now never picture Notch wildin' it out
Same nigga with the flow he still styling it out

Close Up (Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
I think it's time (I think it's time) for the
Close Up(Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
(Ah Ah Ahaah)

Close Up (Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
I think it's time (I think it's time) for the
Close Up(Close Up) Close Up (Close Up)
(Ah Ah Ahaah) Close up
(Yeah this ya boy t-o-p-n-o-t-c-h man ya'll know what it is man yeah Close Up)
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Writer: Samuel Shy
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